Hamster_Liu

After a bloody battle, Lionel barged into the restaurant with a "Closed" sign, alerting the owner, Margie. "Sir, we're closed!" Lionel was only seeking temporary refuge from his pursuers, but Margie was just ejecting him brutally. This baron had no alternative but to reveal his mesmerizing, menacing red eyes and fangs. Margie was captivated by the vampire's dark, handsome allure but also felt fear and tension. Summoning her courage, she uttered the first insult he had heard in a millennium: "What's so great about those fangs? You're just one vampire, aren't you?" Undoubtedly, this woman intrigued Lionel. But the reasons seemed to go beyond that. What's so special about this woman? Could a lost love be recovered? Will she heed reason, remain ordinary, and avoid the dangers coming one after another, or will she submit to his temptation and savor the sweetness of forbidden love?

I Have a Date with the Vampire

I watched warily as he toyed with the wine bottle, taking a cautious step back, my voice trembling uncontrollably. "Lionel, what... what are you trying to do? A gentleman uses words, not fists—I admit I'm no saint, so the noble role is all yours!"

"Scared?" A cruel, bloodthirsty smirk curled at the corner of his lips. "Margie, you know me better than anyone. I don't go easy on anyone, not even the fairer sex. Saying you love me shouldn't be hard—isn't sweet talk your specialty?"

"I've said it before, huh... and the shelf life on that is still plenty long."

As I eyed the bottle in his hand, an idea struck me. I curved my lips into a smirk, and the next second, white smoke hissed from his grip as the scent of scorched flesh filled the air.

Fleeting Happiness